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BURIED TO‐DAY.
February 23, 1858.
- BURIED to‐day.
- When the soft green buds are bursting out,
- And up on the south wind comes a shout
- Of village boys and girls at play
- In the mild spring evening gray.
- Taken away
- Sturdy of heart and stout of limb,
- From eyes that drew half their light from him,
- And put low, low, underneath the clay,
- In his spring—on this spring day.
- Passes away
- All the pride of boy‐life begun,
- All the hope of life yet to run;
- Who dares to question when One saith “Nay.”
- Murmur not—only pray.
- Enters to‐day
- Another body in churchyard sod,
- Another soul on the life in God.
- HIS Christ was buried—and lives alway:
- Trust Him, and go your way.
